A couple of months ago, I read some account somewhere (I was initially thinking New York Magazine, but in retrospect I think it was "And Then We Came to the End," by Joshua Ferris, which is fictional) of someone who decided to spend the entire work day without touching the keyboard or the mouse. It actually has to be Ferris, because how would someone blog about this without touching the keyboard, though in the story I remember the guy got the security guard to Photoshop something for him under the guise of teaching the guard how to Photoshop things, so getting someone else to blog about your non-blogging isn't entirely infeasible.
Anyway, I bring this up, because while I think it would totally 100% be possible for me to not do anything at work all day (especially if we defined work as 9am - 5pm so as not to include this one report I have to do everyday) I think I would literally die of boredom. It's bad enough on a slow day, when -- after asking everyone if they need any help, if I'm feeling generous -- I'm relegated to web surfing and making my way through the NYTimes, then Gawker, then NYMag (which I should really move before Gawker because I vastly prefer it), then MarriedtotheSea. But to truly do nothing I'd probably have to be asleep at my desk.
And I should have known today was going to be slow, because after printing out my bosses morning reports I looked at ICanHasCheezburger all morning.
2 comments:
ugh--if real work life is like "then we came to the end," i don't know what i'll do with myself. unless my boss is like lynn mason! i love her!
Only sort of? Sometimes? I can totally see a ruckus developing over a stolen chair. But not someone coming to work with fake artillery. Which is good?
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